lookin for a girl who suck
dick like she made it up
I know you out there somewhere
Baby don't keep it to yourself, share
To all the freaks let me see ya
Drop it like it's hot and make me a believer
I know, there's a whole lot
of freaks in the Dirty Dirty
Muh'fuckers gettin high feelin flirty flirty
Dem Down South boys be the craziest
Dem West Coast boys be scandalous
Dem Midwest niggaz be dangerous
The East Coast boys doin it big
When I leave the club I got
my Cadillac on 24's
Sittin outside,
chrome- plated from the West side
To all you bitch- ass haters
you ain't gutter
I triple- dare you to cross
the line muh'fucker
(C'mon) You a part- time rapper,
full- time fag lover
Should I throw up threes,
throw a rock, every motherfucker
Get naked,
lay yo' rich bitch ass on the flo'
But you already dropped up
but I want some mo'
Cash get it out from yo' ass,
laugh with a money bag
And catch a quick toe tag, ho, ass, nigga!
And ain't no rappers gettin acquitted
Shit you scared don't admit
it or catch a slug in yo' fitted
Yea hey, hollow- points like cue balls,
bank at
Off yo' forehead,
still watch it run through
Man I'm crunk like some white
boys sippin Mountain Dew
Coppin Viag', I like yo' sister, say no
Cause I jump off in a six- fo'
and dump on a ho
Bitches get down on the flo' and
yell "There that nigga go!"
And I hunt y'all the truth,
I don't give a fuck about yo' flag
I ain't never gang bang,
I just rob you for yo' cash punk, nigga
You scared, you scared You scared
Ay, ay, ay, Scrap, ay (c'mon)
Yeah I'm posted in the club,
on the Patron
I'm in the corner shawty leave
me alone (ohh)
And the security keep trippin,
he gon' get a ass whippin
I'ma hit him on up with the chrome
Shawty now it's on,
I tried to increase the peace
But these hatin ass niggaz done
release the beast
Yeah I'm back (yeah I'm
back) couldn't hail a cab
But that don't mean shawty I
won't whup yo' ass
Hang him over my head in a torture rack
Make his stomach see the other
fuckin side of the bag
But I don't think you want
that kind of trouble man
And you don't look like
you got a gun in your hand
You average,
I hit you up across yo' cabbage
Take yo' girl with me
cause she a bad bitch
Scream at me Black- Ty, get it crackin
That what happenin - Zone 3
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